Shoved behind pages
Forgotten, forever lost in the world.
Past no longer needed
For when tomorrow comes.
Look ahead my dear friends,
don’t forget to look behind.
To see all those old times,
black and white.
Watching and remembering
laughter and joy.
Seeing a minnow battle the raging river.
Its strength, tested. Will, dragged across the river’s rocky ridges.
Miraculously it goes on fighting.
Doing the nessecary, and living the possible.
In time it reaches the impossible.
It’s not a prison or our own silent purgatory,
but a cradle to seek inspiration from.
Memories can never be deleted.
Hidden within the walls of our own iron curtain
they stand knocking.
Never forgotten
Always…always there.
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Lovely poem. The imagery of a tiny minnow fighting against the immense form of the water is particularly strong. I especially like, “Shoved behind pages / Forgotten, forever lost in the world.”